"So you've now accepted it?" He walked away from her, suddenly needing the space. He wanted to sniff the air and see if her scent had been altered by his, but his weakness from yesterday's attack was a great set back and made his wolf weak. "Your fate with that monstrous blood sucking Ki---""I don't have a choice." She said quietly. She wouldn't want to call their daughter's attention to this. The fact that she wouldn't be able to give her a proper goodbye because she was scared to risk the state of her child's health still hurt. Asides from that, they both hated for Mira to see anything go wrong in their little family.She had to be protected from all of that and she was theirs to protect."This is the only way to save my family, I have accepted it.""We shouldn't give up---""I will not risk us again." She frowned, her voice determined. But he wasn't going to give up that easily. He needed to do something to make her see reason, to make her see what she would be missing if she le
"Open up or I'll break this door down." A bittered low, feminine, voice broke them apart. A voice that Zezi knew all too well. She stood up, opening the door with a swing. "Ah, she is alive." Laura said with a smirk, her eyebrows cocked at her. Then suddenly her face scrunched up in a sinister grimace. "My brother's blood mixed with yours doesn't feel right.""I agree." Zezi said, still standing in the doorway, trying to give George time to fix himself up. She didn't need any of these vampires seeing him vulnerable like that. They were enemies and to them they must appear strong at all times.She scoffed. "Pathetic. Anyways, it's time."But Zezi wasn't done, she still remembered the condition that Gwen had said the plead had been hand over in. Gwen hadn't explicitly said that she suspected Lady Laura to have tossed it intentionally into the fire, but who else would it had been?"You almost burnt my plead." She said, folding her arms, giving Laura a slow belittling look as her gaze
The day had not passed as quickly had Zezi had wished it to, neither did the night that followed. She had to entertain Gwen's food visit and act normal, otherwise Gwen might suspect not only that she was planning to do something but what exactly she was planning to do. As loyal as Gwen had seemed to prove herself to be, Zezi was certain that she wouldn't approve of her taking her own life. Gwen was obsessed with the idea of having a Queen, she always had been from the very start. Whatever would stand in the way of that not happening would definitely not earn her support.So, Zezi acted as normally as she could, thanking her for her participation in saving her family's life over and over again, while she asked questions about the Castle and the customs of Lavida. Disregarding the thought that her Lady might be moving on too quickly from the abrupt loss of her family, Gwen was more than delighted to enlighten the future Queen about all she needed to know moving forward.In fact, sh
Trigger warning. Slight gore. Like, really slight.____Motionless, she laid on the floor.The curtain flapping from the wind that was blowing inside, the moonlight glittering down her slit open throat that had blood still sipping out of it, flowing down her neck and dissolving further into her white gown, an inky red stain down her waist line of her dress.Some blood had dripped to the floor too, causing the red sticky liquid to stand out sharply against the grey tikes beneath.Everything was quiet, like a honourable minute of silence for the dead. Seconds passed and nothing changed. Not the frozen smile on her face, nor the look of utmost satisfaction in those lifeless, opened dazed eyes.A perfect departure.Then...A twitch of a pinky.Abrupt halt.Slowly, under the light of the moon, dark blood rushed to the surface of the opened throat, then the flesh at either sides of the slit pulled together, like a careful needlework, only that there was no needle, nor thread. Only blood.
Whatever she had expected as the consequences of her refusal, wasn't what had happened. What had happened?Well, nothing. It was surprising but that had been it. Knowing that she had practically given the totality of herself away in the bloodoath, which, regarding to what Gwen had said, had only worked because she really wanted at heart to save her family, also being caught in between knowing that his blood in her would really keep her from harming herself for an undisclosed amount of time and the thought that killing herself would bring more harm than good, Zezi was left with no only option than to wait her dilemma out.She still had the silver dagger with her though, although her purpose for it had now changed. She planned to quickly exhausted the blood's power in her veins, by always marking herself with it.The day it stings and heal very slowly, she would know that had finally gotten rid of the vile.She really hoped that would happen sooner than thought it would. The amount
The knock came again.And again. Delice moved around the room quickly, searching for something... and hiding something."My Lady? Are you in there?"Finally the door swung open and Delice flashed the guard a warm smile."How may I help you?""My Lady." She bowed his head lightly in respect, before standing standing straight. "Princess Laura has sent me here to tell you that she has been released.""Oh." She said said flatly with a blink. "Of course, thank you. Anything else?""No, My Lady.""You may take your leave."She bowed again, then left. Delice shut the door, her hands a little shaky. She picked up the raincoat from where she had hidden it in a haste earlier, then matched to her wardrobe, tucking it away to the deepest part of it.That wasn't Laura had she had feared. What a relief, but she would still have to see her soon. She must freshen up quickly, it would be bad news for Laura to know about where she had been.In no time, she had taken her bath, changed her dress, and
The King's Summon was never a good news, especially not when the potentiality of a wrong made directly or indirectly laid in the past.Gwen had been summoned by the King, she knew the implication and her cold heart was heavy with an impending grief.Lost of herself most likely, she had every intention to give herself away to protect her family if it came to that. Too bad, her Mistress wouldn't know that she had died for her crimes. She thought she was protecting her but truly her Mistress had only just put her in harm's way.She understood her reaction though, for someone who had lost everything, she was questing for something else to protect and she had picked her. If only she knew that the 'protection' was no protection at all but a threat to her soul and the souls of her entire family. It had only been a day since her Mistress had matched into the dinning hall and drove a dgger through the King's heart and already the consequences were waiting for her. In fact, maybe it was good
The King arched an eyebrow at her. His mate bravesness was rubbing off on her maid. He should be angered but he wasn't, not because of the baseless threat she had made while she had drove a dagger through his heart in the dinning hall, he knew that his blood was still present in her veins, any attempt to hurt her, either by herself or anyone else would be furtile but he enjoyed how things were going. He found them, sought of, interesting."Oh! And the dinner?! The one before she was taken to see her family!"Gwen bit her tongue before her tongue had the chance to sabotage her further by adding 'in the dungeon that you threw them into, your Majesty.'He leaned further into his seat, repressing a smile, feeling his ego triple. Pride."That was me."She clapped. Her eyes misting with tears from how glad she was that had not been answered in the negative."You have the potential, your Majesty. We just need to sharpen it!"His frown deepened.Too far. Her gaze was fixed on the floor aga